Once in a while, an accessory comes along that you just can't seem to get out of your mind. You see it everywhere: on your Instagram, on your friend, in your favorite boutique. It pops up on every fashion blog. It haunts you. And then Beyoncé wears it.

I began my love affair with Paula Mendoza like any other infatuation. It was a flirtation at first. An, "Oh, well that's interesting." But like the jewelry itself, the pieces crawled on me, metaphorically speaking. Then I began seeing her pieces on the arms and around the necks of some of my favorite fashion friends.

I ran into a friend at dinner one night that was wearing the Glaucus Necklace and I grabbed it (in a very non violent way, of course) from her neck "just to try it on!" I knew then that I needed it and promptly purchased it the next day.

You'd think my itch would be scratched after that, but no. I now find myself needing the matching bracelet. I tried to twist and turn the necklace to see if it could double as some arm candy, but alas, it cannot. It will not. It must not.

Visions of the bracelet resting atop a black sweater, the gold beads crawling up my arm like a snake, cannot escape my mind, and I fear they will stay there until it's in my jewelry box.